Physical Abuse and I

The young mother was agitated. Her son’s results were declared. The class teacher announced the names of the top three in the class and her son’s name was not in it. “ Now he is depressed. This is mental abuse of the worse kind.” I looked at her with surprise. Was it rocket science? Her… Continue reading Physical Abuse and I

A life beyond Manipal.

People often compliment me for being a great motivational speaker. But what is the use of a talent if it isn’t used for our near and dear ones. So I had to write this charming piece for the youngsters in Manipal, welcoming them to the real and exciting adult world which would soon be all… Continue reading A life beyond Manipal.

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